Secrets Part Seven - Plotting
You are going to do something dirty?!
"So, how'd it go?" Jo asked when Zoë finally got off work. She had refused to divulge any information before then.
"Let's get a table," she suggested, hanging her apron on the rack and heading towards the booth in the back corner.
"Spill," Jo begged.
"I honestly don't know," she said as they sat down. "He wouldn't talk to me."
"Not surprising really."
"You think he would have opened up more with you?" Zoë asked skeptically.
"Well…" Jo began. "No, not really."
"Okay then."
"So what are we gonna do?"
Both sat, thinking for a moment.
"I would have thought you'd have left by now," Vince said, approaching the girls.
"Nah. We're plotting. And while we can do so successfully with Dad sitting across the café, attempting this at the bunker will not go over well."
"So how goes it?" he asked, sliding in next to Zoë.
"Not great," Jo answered, taking a sip from her milkshake. "They're both very stubborn."
"Dr. Stark would never admit to anything he doesn't want to."
"And I've yet to meet a Carter who couldn't hold their ground."
"Thanks," Zoë smiled.
"Not a complement," Jo shook her head.
"So what do we do?" Vince asked.
"Lock them in a closet until they work out their issues?"
"Because that always works," Jo muttered sarcastically.
"Well what's your suggestion!?"
Jo sat for a moment, thinking. Then she started to grin.
"Uh oh," Zane smiled as he joined the group. "I know that look."
"Really, then what am I thinking?" she asked.
"That you want to call Alyssa Addison to help with whatever you're plotting. Or you're about to do something dirty." He shrugged.
Jo looked at him, completely perplexed. "How'd you know?"
"You are going to do something dirty?!" he asked hopefully.
"No. I was going to call Lys. How'd you know?"
He shrugged. "Wild guess."
"That's creepy," Zoë informed him as Jo got out her phone to call the woman.
"So what are you thinking?" Vince said when she hung up.
"Lys has a lab in GD. With her help, we can cause some minor sabotage, then send Carter and Stark in to fix it…"
"Then lock them in there," Zoë finished.
"Exactly."
"Did somebody say sabotage?" a new voice asked, approaching their table.
"What do you want Fargo?" Jo asked.
"Well, I was just thinking…"
"This can't be good," yet another voice said, joining them as well.
"Can we listen to what I have to say before we judge? If this plan is based on sabotage in her lab," he motioned toward 'Lys'. "Then someone has to be there to screw up."
"And who better than Fargo, Boy Screw-Up," Lys smirked.
Fargo made a face at her, but continued to speak.
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